Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Evening Flight - Poem by Sandra Fowler

The lemon lady fingers of the sun
Lay ribbons of pale mercy on the cold.
Silk birds like kites lift dreams as high as smoke.
The music of the moment lives on hope.

Gray roofs are steeping thickly to the west.
Snow flakes like ghosts fall softly through the mind.
I feel the shelter of your shadow hand
Stroking my trembling wings for evening flight.

Previously published: Paris/Atlantic, France

Comments about Evening Flight by Sandra Fowler

  • Maria C. Pires Costa (10/16/2009 6:27:00 AM)

    How beautiful your imagery across these lines! You are a true architect of life, mastering the power of words and feelings, emotions.
    I also feel 'the shelter of your...powerful hand.'
    Warmest regards,
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  • premji premji (7/10/2009 6:10:00 AM)

    poetry falls like snowflakes.......... (Report) Reply

  • Cindy Kreiner Sera (5/28/2009 10:42:00 AM)

    Imagery outstanding and words superb - final lines made me tremble...well done Sandra - again and again (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2009 10:01:00 AM)

    Dear Sandra, Very especial, internal the secret is carried by these evening flight.. 10....
    All the best,
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  • (2/24/2008 8:20:00 PM)

    Your poems are always based in reality, and your reality is so hauntingly beautiful! (Report) Reply

  • (12/22/2007 1:23:00 AM)

    I see the art of Monet in this poem, Sandra and hear Vaughan Williams 'Lark Ascending'. The subtlety of of colour, the softness of the brush the eloquence of the orchestration. You offer the reader melancholy and hope in equal measure - beautifully balanced poem. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • (10/4/2007 10:16:00 PM)

    Sandra, I read one of the top love poems on the Poemhunter face page and feel this poem touches me more and takes me deeper in understanding than the lines of Naruda or whoever I was reading. P.O.E.T. Bill Grace (Report) Reply

  • (8/11/2006 3:49:00 PM)

    A beautiful serene nocturnal landscape underscored by unseen human love.

    Masterfully composed music.

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  • Nicola Burkett (5/22/2006 12:41:00 PM)

    I really like the metaphors within this poem, it flows very nicely. Also the imagery within it is beautiful, I love it.
    Nickie x x
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  • (5/20/2006 7:20:00 PM)

    beautiful! poem, I loved the thoughts it evoked in my mind, especially the imagery I loved it (Report) Reply

  • (5/19/2006 7:37:00 AM)

    Aapke Talent Ko salaam.
    This poem looks simple but has so much meaning to it....loved your choice of words that associate with colours :)

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  • R.k. Singh (5/19/2006 5:38:00 AM)

    Wow; so much packed in a short poem. Very nice, indeed.
    R K
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  • (5/17/2006 4:42:00 PM)


    This is so very very beautiful... best Cecil
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  • (5/13/2006 11:14:00 AM)

    This is one poem that enables the reader to let their minds fly and soar, interpreting it as they will - I love the way it is both complex and simple and demands more than one read to fully absorb the richness of the imagery created. Warmest wishes, Justine. (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (5/12/2006 11:14:00 AM)

    sandra, many of your poems are very challenging to read. (Report) Reply

  • Rajaram Ramachandran (5/11/2006 11:24:00 PM)

    Blending an abstract with a concrete is a difficult job, which an artist only can do perfectly with his or her high sense of imagination.
    The lemon = yellow; lady fingers = green; rays of the sun = white, which is a comination of blue, indigo, blue, green, yellow and orange-vibgyor) Kites = brown with white neck, smoke = black' Gray roof - gray; snow flakes = pure white
    This way all colors are blended to form one kind of a dream. This dream,
    In reality my imagination here goes to find that a group of white doves fly high in the evening below the the darkest black cloudy sky, carrying olive branches in their mouths to deliver the message of peace through out the length and breadth of the world. This is what the need of the hour in fact. As an expert poetess of words what do you mean or find, it is for you to explain us in your own words.
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  • (5/10/2006 5:02:00 PM)

    I have a great feeling about this and all I can say further is that it is felt deep within me,
    You have so much to offer this site in terms of healing and positivity
    Thankyou so much
    Love duncan XXX
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  • (5/10/2006 4:05:00 PM)

    I can sum up my reaction to this one in one word 'impressionistic'. Your poetry always reminds me of paintings, your images for vivid colours with looming shadows in every piece. I had a nice flight with this one. Love, Susie. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2006 7:44:00 PM)

    Oh Sandra, what can I say? The westward slope, silk birds like kites... most of all 'Your shadow hand ... trembling wings' - this is a winter poem, a religious poem, so serene, ... just magnificent. I'm just in awe. Thank you so very much for letting me know it was here. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2006 6:37:00 PM)

    to the west, shadow hand, evening flight, all strikes me as deep spiritual imagery, it makes for lovely soul poetry. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

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